this pretty much sums up my whole raison d'etre thats it... right there... no more... i'm done... you have hit my gooey center oh champagne of beers...
“expensive, complex, delicate, intrinsically useless, created for some obscure psychic need of the species if not the race, from the virgin resources of a continent, to be the indvidual muscles, bones and flesh of a new and legless kind.”
-William Faulkner
(speaking about the automobile)
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